You were a strange creature, some call you heaven’s creation, some call you a monster.

You had recently come in contact with a human from the task force 141. And they were speaking with the team.

“Have you met them yet?” They smile, only for Ghost to raise an eyebrow and cross his arms. “Met who?” He questioned.

“Them!” They smile, pointing behind the team. And there you were, your wings spread as you stood there calmly.

“Woah.” Soap mumbles, amazed.